XII
Voices break on the confines of passion
Desire
Suspicion
Man
Woman
Solve in the humid carnage
Flesh from flesh
Draws the inseparable delight
Kissing at gasps
to catch it
Is it true
That I have set you apart
Inviolate in an utter crystallization
Of all
the jolting of the crowd
Taught me willingly to live to share
Or are you
Only the other half
Of an egoвАЩs necessity
Scourging pride with compassion
To the shallow sound of dissonance
And boom of escaping breath